Chapter 110 Demon Cultivator Ye Wang
Mu Can held his breath, silently observing the situation in the battlefield.
As the beast regained its strength, the battle once more reached a point of equilibrium.
After using the Fiery Flame Spear, Yan Dan’s momentum had dropped by half, and he seemed powerless to launch such an attack again.
The now-recovered beast also looked listless, suggesting that the innate secret technique that allowed it to heal from serious injuries came with a significant cost.
"You’re dead," the beast spoke in human language again, staring at Yan Dan in the air with a face full of murderous intent.
Their race’s innate secret technique was akin to a second life, requiring the accumulation of a vast amount of life energy for use. This recovery had consumed over half of ten years’ worth of his reserves, filling the beast’s heart with hatred at this moment.
"Stop talking big," Yan Dan responded to the beast’s threat with an unconcerned attitude, looking at the beast indifferently.
If I can’t kill you, you can’t kill me either, so why should I be afraid of your threats?
Of the remaining thirty-some people, to randomly encounter two so powerful.
At this moment, Mu Can only felt that the cultivators from the Human World had an incredibly slim chance of victory after entering the Death Space.
When encountering various strange races from different planes, it was difficult for cultivators of the Human World to defeat their counterparts of equal strength.